Moving On
Deep in the catacombs of the mind
traces of a trodden road you will find.
Rough, hewn borders line the way
through corridors, through darkness,
where hidden memories lay.
Each seam, each trench
covered by another woe
from another event.
With endless determination I would
chisel and smooth away
the hardened edges that suffering
and pain have built upon.
Yet, not so amazing is the
strength and will one has
to keep building on the past.
But why? might I ask.
Isn’t it better to have had the
experience and move on,
using the mind as a summit
instead of a dungeon?
copyright 2006 by Adele L Nieto

